Selected quad for the lemma: book_n

Word A	Word B	Word C	Word D	Occurrence	Frequency Band	MI	MI Band	Prominent
book_n	church_n	see_v	true_a	2,943	5	5.0760	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A66775	Withers redivivus, in a small New-Years-gift, pro rege & grege, and to His Royal Highness the Prince of Orange wherein is a most strange and wonderful plot, lately found out and discovered, and recommended to all the imposing members of the Church of England, to be by them acted, as part of their last Lent confession : viz. to all Roman Catholick priests and jesuits of persecuting principles and profession : with the arraignment and tryal of Innocent the XIth, present Pope of Rome, refused last Lent to be licensed by reason of the matter therein contained / by T.P.	T. P. (Theophilus Philalethes); Wither, George, 1588-1667.	1689 (1689)	Wing W3185A; ESTC R12082	16,800	45

here shall rule the Roast VVe must expect a sharp and biting Frost Until such time as Truth shall overcome Though not by Trumpets or that Beat of Drum VVhich calls the Sons of Mars unto their Arms Hers only are most Sweet Malodious Charms VVhich so Inflames all such as do desire But to approach unto her Sacred Fire VVhich doth so purge them from their Dross and Tin All 's fair without and all true hearts within Makes them stout Champions in God's righteous Cause To fight against all Antichristian Laws Their Weapons are no Musquets Pike or Sword But Paper Pellets of God's Written Word And as Rams Horns long since did overcome So shall these Bullets shake the Walls of Rome That Hydra whence some Churches long have made As she them taught a very gainful Trade VVhich was in short by that accursed Fate Truth to defend by knock-down Laws of State As if not able to defend her Right Unless the Powers on Earth should for her Fight They left the Rule and brought such Notions in As made them Partners in their Mothers Sin But all must Fall Great Truth will them Discover As well the Daughters as the antient Mother And when that Lady shall be out of Date Some Men then sure will be asham'd to Prate As they have done at that Tantivy Rate For Laws establish'd both in Church and State. The last is ours the first it is God's Throne And such as grate so much upon that Bone Are Rebels more than those of Forty One. This we aver and prove it will beside When Church and State shall be on plain Truths side Your Church of England owns unto this hour What some deny all Magistrates a Power In Matters of Religion which some say You learn'd from Rome and so went all Astray As you have done in many things beside Ruin'd Old England by your shameful Pride The Roman Church 't is true have you out-done But you have worshipp'd to that rising Sun As Thousands they have felt unto their Cost By Fines and Prisons and their Lives have Lost All which did come to pass to that Degree For want of giving Christian Liberty As you have twisted Church and State together So your two Churches we can hardly sever You are so like the one unto the other We know the Daughter by the antient Mother To us no Matter which Church now prevails For you have Stings we find in both your Tails If we must suffer for true Conscience sake We value not what Church our Lives do take All one to us provided we must go Whether by Romans or England's Old Steel Bow. Only the Romans promise now more Fair Than your Church doth which nothing is but Air. What we would have they joyn with one Consent To have enacted by next Parliament You only say that you may be so kind To Poor Dissenters as you then shall find A Convocation shall think fit therein Which is in short a Church of England Gin To catch small Gudgeons and thereby delude The easie and too Credulous Multitude Of Honest Whigs who hope you 'll now do more Than ever you have promis'd heretofore Though others know your Priest Craft it is such Against all those that come not too your Church That Parliaments themselves will always do What you when met shall then Advise them to So that our Freedoms from you first must come Or else Inslav'd until the day of Doom This we would have you ponder in your Mind Then tell poor Whigs how far you will be kind They do not know what in their streights to do Believe the Papists or put trust in You They promise Liberty you promise none But call Dissenters Men of Forty One So that unless that you will promise more We see no Reason why they should come o'er Unto your Side but keep their Station still To joyn with those as shall enact their Will. They are as far from Popery as you And to the Christian Church will prove as True But when our English Papists shall declare As they have done some things so Just and Fair And we not joyn therein to have them Acted You then may tell us we are all Distracted We blame both Churches for your sinful Itch Of Persecution whereby to Enrich So many Idle Drones as you have got Within the Pale of your foul Garden Spot And by that Goddess Avarice and Pride Errors stick close unto both Churches side Who would not be a Priest when he can make The God that made him in a Wafer Cake And when so wrought and to the Laicks shown They all do eat his Body Flesh and Bone That very Body which hung on the Tree When Crucisied from Death to make us Free If this be true why stand we in Suspence Let 's haste to Rome with our St. Peter's Pence Which formerly this Land paid every Year As a small Homage to that Holy Chair And for that whisking Sum that is behind And in arrear to our Dear Mother kind Let 's Prostrate on our Knees and her Beseech For to remit and not to whip our Britch For playing Truant so long from her School And drawn away by each Reformed Fool Who doubtless will if unto her we Pray And make Confession on St. Peter's Day And promise then no more to run Astray Shew True Repentance for the time to Come By our Obedience to the Church of Rome And if we see her smiling in her Looks Then promise fairly to burn all our Books This thing alone will do that Church more Good Than Smithfield Rounds when stain'd with Christian Blood. If now we will but fairly all come in VVe may have Pardon for our greatest Sin Sanguis Martyrum Mobiles do hate Shows unto them an Antichristian State VVho know no better yet they pl●inly see This cannot be the True Christianity To Burn a Man alive for doing Well This can't proceed from Heav'n but sure from Hell. Thanks be to God our Prince is now become A Member of Christ's Church and not of Rome In this one Point which is worth all the Rest And for the same may his Dear Soul have Rest And after Death may Limbus Patrum know Only a Ficton and a Rare Show A Hocus Pocus Trick of Roman Elves To Pick Mens Pockets to enrich themselves An Ignis Fatuus only to delude The great unthinking easie Multitude Who can't distinguish between Wrong and Right Between their Deeds of Darkness and true Light By Fisher-men of Rome 't was first Invented And of this Net they never yet Repented They have no cause and therefore never Will The choicest Piece of their rare Art and Skill So soon as made Old Nets they threw away Instead of Fishing learned how to Pray The Fisher-men of Barkin had they made But such a Net what a Prodigious Trade Had that Town got nay more we will be Bold They might long since have pav'd their Streets with Gold. But they poor Souls alas did never sit In Peter's